A pineapple under the sea or a pregame on Bates and McKee… They’re not as different as you may think.
When the weekend finally gets here…
And you try to get everything done before you start drinking…
When you do your makeup just right…
When random people show up to your pregame…
When the alcohol starts to hit you…
And suddenly texting your ex seems like a good idea…
Trying to chug your last drink before you head out to the Oakland bar scene…
When you think it’s warm enough to leave your jacket at home, but you step outside and remember you’re in Pittsburgh…
Trying to find your ID while in line at the bar…
When you’re the only one out of your friends who’s not getting hit on…
So you take on the role of wingwoman for the night…
Trying to squeeze your way to the back of Hem’s…
Buying drinks like you’re not a poor college student with $3 to your name…
When the DJ at Peter’s plays your jam…
But then someone tries to dance with you…
And you come to the same conclusion about Peter’s that you always do…
Trying to breathe through all the smoke at G Door…
When the end of the night is approaching and you start to get hungry…
When you’re at Sorrento’s and you see a friend walk by…
When someone asks for a slice of your pizza…
Walking home like…
There are times you have to tuck your drunk roommate into bed…
But then there are the times she brings a guy home…
Waking up the next morning after a long night of drinking…
And looking through your Snap Story…
Then wondering how to burn all the evidence of you twerking on that wall…
Taking some time to evaluate your life decisions…
And telling yourself you’ll never go out again…
…until your friend texts you the next night.
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